Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 7 – Mate Bond
Karl

Tiffany’s mouth drops open. She looks at me with some panic, but I don’t know what to say. I’m equally,

if not more, shocked than she is.

“Are you kidding me?” she says. “You’re the owner of this place?”

Abby exchanges a glance with the man beside her. He shifts uncomfortably, looking for a chance to

escape.

“Occasionally,” she replies. “I’m also the chef.”

I look at her for a long moment, something heavy sitting on my chest. “Can we talk alone?”

Her gaze finds mine, and she frowns at the look on my face. After a moment, she glances down at her

watch. “I’m sorry, but the restaurant is really busy tonight. I have to get to another customer.”

She leans closer to the man beside her, and they talk for a moment in low voices. I clench my jaw,

annoyed at the sight of them standing so close. Are they together or are they just colleagues?

“Thanks, Abby,” he says finally. He gives us a weary look as he moves around us and exits the

restaurant.

“Abby–” I start, but the door behind us opens, cutting me off.

A woman walks in, and Abby’s face lights up at the sight of her. She’s dressed in a flattering black

dress, with one of the biggest diamond necklaces I’ve ever seen. Her gaze finds Tiffany and me. She

looks us up and down, then dismisses us completely. Beside me, Tiffany bristles.

Abby greets her warmly, giving her a hug. “Hi, how are you?” she says.

I clench my hands into fists. I can almost feel the heat of her body as the memory of holding her in my

arms comes back to me. She gave the best hugs. After a hard day, there was nothing I wanted more

my arms, and it always made me feel

missed that until now.

lady returns her hug, then takes a

night, but I couldn’t

her brings back more memories than

Now the way she looks at me

you think of our new dish?” Abby

Truly,”

the woman to her table,

sure what we’re still doing here, but I can’t

circles back a few moments later with a drink,

the customers beside her. It’s clear

that her customers

missed seeing her like this. She was always

house, making it ‘just so,’ as she always said. Everything had to

our home and making it comfortable, and I never really appreciated it

started coming home to a silent, cold

brace myself. Tiffany, when she’s annoyed, is something

levels me with a glare. “Karl, you’re ruining my chance to

ex-wife just had to own this restaurant.

up, Tiffany,” I say,

Abby as she moves through

with her by the minute. Eventually, I realize she’s not going to talk to me. She doesn’t

sharp black

bland smile.

nearby table, chatting amiably to the men seated there, and my heart

one of the men

get her back, my wolf growls. If you ignore me again, there will

need to get out of

I want to fold her into my arms and pretend the

that the betrayal never happened. But it

we separated? I say.

was so much evidence, and my wolf knows it. I

adamant I

wolf replies. Our bond isn’t

cuts me off. If you don’t listen to me, he